Sweet Immortal (The Golden Collection)

by Carr, Kam

  “And don't you think it would sound good if you answered the phone as Mrs Georgina Thomas?” He gave a little laugh and put the phone down.

  Did he just say that?

  My mouth was wide open and I was still holding the phone to my ear.

  Had I heard right?

  He wanted me to be called Mrs Thomas?

  Which meant that was some sort of proposal! No, surely that wasn't right. I couldn't possibly marry him so soon after what happened with Blake. He must have been joking. I could feel my heart racing and my mind was working overtime.

  Maxwell wanted me as his wife?

  First moving in with each other, then marriage, everything seemed to be getting out of hand. Did I no longer have control of my life?

  The lift pinged and the door opened. Maxwell's driver walked into the lobby.

  “Are you ready, Miss Dawson?”

  I looked up at him still in shock. I couldn't speak and just nodded. I placed the phone back, grabbed my bag and left with him.

  The whole car journey my thoughts wouldn't stop. I did truly love him more than I ever could of imagined. But marriage? That was a huge step. Could I really go through all of that again? What would people say? I had never thought about marriage.

  “Mrs Georgina Thomas” I said slowly. I wanted to know what it sounded like when I said it. It actually sounded good, right even. Why was I filled with dread? I was already a hundred percent committed to him.

  “Miss Dawson, something you want to tell me?” The driver asked. Shit! I had said it too loudly. I blushed and looked down at my hands. “Mr Thomas is a good man” he added.

  I looked up at his reflection in the rare mirror. It occurred to me I knew nothing about the man who was driving me about. He looked familiar.

  “What is your name?” I asked, felling slightly embarrassed that I should of asked sooner.

  “James, I'm Maxwell's brother” he smiled. Of course he was. I always saw a likeness between them James was the spitting image of him just with dark hair.

  I closed my eyes and my Mr Golden Rules face was before me. His perfect blue eyes, flaming red hair and that magical mouth. He was everything I wanted and like he always told me I craved him too.

  The car stopped, James got out and I followed. “You know,” James began. “We could do with another a woman in the family.” I looked up at him and gave a little smile. Was that him giving his approval? “Has he asked you?”

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  “Not in the way you would think” I blushed.

  “Well, I'll be waiting for the big day” he paused and lowered his voice. “Your secret is safe with me, Georgina.” I gave a little nod and heading inside the building. I walked over to the reception desk. An oldest woman was glaring at me which made me feel a little uncomfortable. I smoothed my hair and gave a smile.

  “I'm here for a photo shoot” I said, still fully aware she was glaring at me over the top of her glasses. I took it she didn't like her job very much or she just had something against blonde headed people.

  “Another model?” She huffed and began to click away on her computer.

  My eyes narrowed. What was wrong with models? “No” I protested. “I'm here with a client, Riley Donovan.”

  “Oh” she quickly looked up. “He's over there.. Waiting.. Your late!” She pointed over to the far side of the room. Riley was sat on the sofa flicking through a magazine. “You want to watch yourself with that one. So far three women have walked in and each one left with his number.”

  “I'll bare that in mind” I said sarcastically. I walked over to Riley and held out my hand. “Hi, Georgina Dawson. Maxwell can't make it so you have me instead.”

  His eyes moved up from my feet to my face. He gave a little crooked smile, he was a very handsome man. “Your the famous Georgina?” He took my hand in his and slowly brought his mouth to my hand. I quickly took my hand out of his grip. Maxwell was the only person allowed to place his lips on my skin.

  The atmosphere turned immediately frosted. What did he mean famous Georgina? Did he know something I didn't!

  “We better find this studio” I ordered marching off in search of it. Riley followed behind. We finally found where we were meant to be. The photographer was at least in her late 40's with black spiky hair. She looked like an out of date Goth.

  “Hey I'm Sally” she huffed. “One of our models hasn't shown up and I spoke to your boss. He demanded you take her place.”

  I froze, what was he playing at? “Maxwell actually said that?”

  Sally folded her arms. “Yeah! Now go and get ready. Your fucking late as it is. Do you think I have nothing better to do than stand around here all day?” She began to walk off.

  “Wait!” I yelled after her. “What is this for?”

  She spun round. “Does it matter? Just go and get ready. I want you back here in twenty!” She stormed off, leaving me standing like a dumb twat.

  Fucking Mr Golden Rule always surprising me!

  I glared at my reflection. Surely it was wrong to be wearing such little clothing in public. Well, clothes was an understatement. My hair had been pulled back tight in a high ponytail. My face covered in make-up, my eyes dark and smoky. As for the clothes... A black corset, a pair of French knickers that didn't cover my arse and highest pair of heels I had ever worn.

  “Miss Dawson!” Sally yelled. “Time is money!”

  I took in a deep breath and graced the set with my presence. My eyes nearly popped out! Was this a photo shoot or a porn movie? A bed was placed in the centre with Riley sprawled all over it wearing nothing but a pair of silk black boxers.

  All of a sudden I felt very self conscious, I made my way over reluctantly. Sally was stood ready with her camera in hand.

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  She rolled her eyes at me. “Finally!” She snapped. “Get on the bed. I want you kneeling in the middle with Riley behind you. I want you both to pretend your fucking. I want heat, passion and sexiness penetrating out of you!”

  Great... It is a porn film!

  “GO!” Sally screamed at me.

  I slowly made my way over to the bed and climbed on. I turned to face Sally kneeling. Riley came up behind me and I could feel his hands on my hips. I cringed, this was not exactly what I wanted to be doing especially with a complete stranger.

  “Well” he whispered in my ear. “I couldn't think of a better way to spend my afternoon.” His hands gripped tighter. “Lets get into character, shell we?”

  Within seconds he spun me round to face him, sitting me on his lap, he wrapped his wrist round me my ponytail and pulled my head back.

  “Brilliant!” Sally yelled. “Your a natural, Miss Dawson.” Her camera clicking and flashing.

  Riley pretended to kiss my neck. “I'm get hard just pretending” he smirked.

  “You better fucking stop!” I hiss through gritted teeth. “Your boss is my boyfriend and he will kick your arse.”

  His hands grabbed hold of my ankles, pushing me back into the bed and placing my feet on his shoulders. I could feel my face flushing red.

  “Relax” he laughed in between pouting. “I'm just having fun.”

  Maxwell was going to pay for this!

  I had to hold in the giggle, she was looking very pissed off as took her place beside me in the car.

  “How did it go?” I asked.

  Her eyes darted at me as if I had spoken out of line. “What were you thinking?” She yelled. “I'm your PA not your fucking stand in!”

  “Didn't you enjoy dressing up?”

  “No!” She spat and she looked out of the car window. An awkward silence fell upon us. I looked down at my hands. Maybe I should of given her a heads up but I just assumed she would enjoy it. At the end of the day Miss Dawson wasn't like other women I had been with. She was one of a kind.

  I reached out for her hand, raising it to my mouth and planting a sweet kiss on her soft skin. “You hated it that much?”

  “Exactly what is there to like about
dressing as a whore and having another man grope you all afternoon?”

  I felt my free hand clenching into a fist. Just the thought of another man touching her fuelled my anger. At the end of the day it was just a job and I couldn't go punch him in the face. I moved closer to her, draped my arms around her shoulder and pulling her in close.

  “I'm sorry. It's just your such an amazingly beautiful woman and I wanted to the world to see you.. I thought they deserved to see what I processed.”

  Her big blue eyes beamed up at me and a slight smile hit her lips. She began biting down on that lip and I placed a loose strand of hair behind her ear. I loved moments like this.

  “Your not bad looking yourself” she giggled.

  “Okay, I deserved that” I snorted.

  “Where are we going?”

  “My Mother has invited us round for a family dinner” I said proudly. I was exciting about introducing my woman to my family.

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  Apart from Amber and James no one else had met the love of my life. I sat back in my seat, my thoughts turned to the fact I was 31 years old and had only ever introduced one women to my family and that was Debbie. This time it was different. I had only thought of spending the rest of my life with Georgina. Even though I had a child with Debbie, marriage had never occurred to me. Now I was getting older I was thinking a lot more about settling down.

  I gave an awkward cough and shifted slightly in my seat. “Have you thought about what I suggested earlier?”

  “Think about what?” She replied.

  “Being Mrs Thomas?” She rolled her eyes and it felt like a stabbing pain through my heart.

  She grabbed hold of my face and looked longingly into my eyes. “It's not that I won't” she stopped and took in a deep breath. “Lets just take one step at a time... Please” she begged.

  I gave a nod, I understood what she was trying to say. Tomorrow we were looking at homes and at the end of the day she was mine. Marriage was only paperwork.

  “Your mine, Miss Dawson” I stated with force.

  “And your mine, Mr Thomas!” She yanked my tie and head moved down to hers. “And never forget it!” She said softly before placing mesmerizing kiss on my lips.

  “Georgina!” Amber squealed running through the hall. She wrapped her arms round Georgina and gave her a massive hug. “Feels like years since Cannes.”

  “Cannes?” My Dad bellowed standing in the living room doorway. He held out his hand towards Georgina. “Please to meet you.”

  “You too” Georgina smiled while shaking his hand.

  “It's a club, Dad” I lied pulling my woman away from my family. “Where's Mum?”

  “In her favourite place” Dad laughed. “Come! Get a drink” he ordered and we all followed him into the living room. “Sit!”

  Me and Georgina took our place on the sofa. She leant towards me. “I can see where you get the bossiness from.”

  My eyes widen and I gave a little grin. “You find my bossiness erotic.” I grabbed hold of her bare thigh. “I'll prove it later.”

  She shifted away from me. “All in good time, Mr Thomas. All in good time!”

  I felt my jaw drop. How could she impersonate me so well? Dad walked over with two glasses and handed them over. Amber plunked herself in between us, I really couldn't stand her!

  I downed my drink. I needed it if I was going to spend a whole evening with my annoying little sister.

  “You two got together finally?” Amber said extremely loudly.

  “Yes” Georgina blushed. “What about you and Brett?”

  I watched Amber's eyes go all dreamy and it made me want to be sick. Surely by now Brett would of realized what an awful spoilt brat she actually was.

  Amber placed her hands on her chest. “Really good.. He's coming over this weekend.” Her eyes widened. “What are you both doing?”

  “We're busy” I said full of relief. I didn't want to spend an evening with her, let alone a whole day!

  Dad sat down in his seat in front of us. “What are you doing tomorrow, Maxwell?”

  “Looking at houses” I replied with pride holding Georgina's hand tighter.

  My Dad rubbed his lip and diverted his eyes. His voice lowered and his eyebrows rose. “All a bit quick, don't you think?”

  This is why I never told my family anything about my life. They always had an opinion about everything. Georgina shifted in her seat.

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  My Dad had made her feel uncomfortable, Twat! The thought of her dreadful experience with Mrs Waterman hit me. I knew Georgina wasn't with me for the money. I ran an hand through my hair, I was beginning to feel the anger raising through my body.

  “No!” I snapped.

  “Well after all it is your life” he added looking down at his glass.

  “What are you all doing here?” Mum asked appearing in the doorway. “Dinner is served!”

  We all took our places at the table and Mum began to set out the plates in front of us. I was staving, I had been in meetings all day and hadn't had time to eat. Oh the joys of running a successful business.

  “Tell us about yourself, Georgina” Mum smiled and took her seat at the table. “Our Maxwell doesn't normally allow us access to his private life.” I cringed, sometimes she was too embarrassing.

  “Not much to say” she mumbled, I knew she didn't like being centre of attention.

  “How did you meet?” Mum insisted.

  Georgina chocked and her cheeks flushed bright red. Her eyes slowly turned to my direction. I gave a little laugh and placed a protective arm around her.

  “Personal” I smirked, rubbing my finger across my lip. “It's not exactly something we want to dwell in.” I looked over at Georgina and gave her my smile. “But it was good.” I felt her hand grab her most precious procession. I sat back and allowed her to carry on playing with what was rightfully hers.

  The doorbell rang and everyone looked up in surprise. Jesus, these people had to get some sort of life.

  “I'll go” Amber said cheerfully jumping up and running out of the room.

  I began to eat while Georgina carried on playing her game. All the time I was pretending nothing was happening. Was she getting me back for the photo shoot?

  “Oh my god!” Screamed Amber running back into the room. “Your never guess who is here?” Then within a second Debbie entered followed by Olivia.

  Georgina stopped in mid-motion, she moved her hand away and her eyes looked up at me scared. The worry spread across her face.

  “Debbie?” I snapped.

  Mum got up, ran over to her and pulled her in for a hug. My mouth twisted with annoyance. What the fuck was she doing here? I watched as Debbie's crocodile tears began. How pathetic? That's what she was like always up for making a scene.

  “I've left my husband” she dramatically sobbed. “And I have nowhere to go” she added bringing her hand up to her mouth.

  I couldn't bare being in the room with her no longer. I stood up throwing my napkin on to my plate. “Come Georgina, we are leaving!” I bellowed. I was safe now my arousal had instantly gone at the sight of the white elephant in the room.

  “Maxwell!” Mum yelled looking at me shocked. What did she expect me to do? Run over and start hugging the bitch! Just the thought of touching her made me feel sick.

  “What?” I yelled back. She didn't reply. “Car when your ready, James.” James got up and we all made our exit.

  “Maxwell!” My Mum cried running behind us. I stopped and turned to face her. “This is the Mother of your child. Why are you being like this?”

  I just shrugged. Didn't she get it? “Frankly, I just don't give a fuck!” It was easy for me to turn into the cold business man I had grown to love. I gave my Mum a kiss on the cheek. “I'll call you” I added and then left.

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  I didn't know what Debbie was playing at but it was going to be my mission to find out. I had to get rid of her for Georgina. There was no way I was going to all
ow yet another person destroy our happiness. I was nothing without Miss Dawson, she was mine and no fucker was going to take her away from me again!

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  CHAPTER 8

  BANG ….. BANG ….. BANG!!!

  What the fuck?

  Who was trying to kick my door in? I placed my laptop down on the coffee table and decided to find out.

  “Blake” Amy screamed as I opened the door. She looked a mess. Her dark hair was pulled back and she looked very hot. “You can't give up your job!” I opened the door wide and hand motioned for her to come in. “Please... Your regret it and I really need you!”

  I closed the door behind her. Hadn't we just had this conversation about forty-five minutes ago. Had she ran here from Cowley Road? I spun round to look at her. My stomach flipped at the sight of her. Amy was a very beautiful woman, the second I had seen in the last few days. No matter what no one seemed to replace Georgina. I placed my hands over my face. Why was this all beginning to get to much to bare? What was wrong with me and why couldn't I move on? Georgina had, in fact the minute she left me at the church she had moved on.

  “It's complicated” I cried walking over to the sofa and sitting down.

  Amy stormed over and sat down next to me. “Why?”

  “You know why!”

  “Georgina?” She shook her head and spun round to face me. “For fuck sake, Blake! She doesn't even give a toss about you. Do you think at this moment she is crying over you? No, she is probably fucking that flashy bastard.”

  I looked down at my hands. “You saw her face the other day” I mumbled. Every time I closed my eyes her hurt face glared at me.

  “Is this about the job or us now?”

  “Both” I replied.

  She jumped up and pointed her finger at me. “Will you wake up! She cheated on you and went off with another man. She humiliated you and....” Her voice lowered and I watched her lip tremble. I never thought of Amy as the emotional type. “We have the chance of something special and you want to throw it away because your ex found you with someone else. That is the most ridiculous thing I have ever seen in my whole life.”